Megan hops off her stool and bends over to make some more illegible notes on my paperwork and wiggles her behind invitingly.

It would seem Amber has briefed her well and she is anxious to get started.  She offers no resistance when I lift her skirt but the first few taps of the cane make her gasp. She is obviously new to this.

She responds well to a few more light flicks so, without saying a word, I stand her up and point to her blouse. She dutifully unbuttons this and lets it drop to the floor before resuming her position on the stool.

Now we are starting to pick up the pace a bit. She is beginning to squeal as the cane cracks down ever harder with the realization that disobedience results in punishment. Slowly the cheeks of her small round bottom turn pink. 

Then without any command, she stands up. At first, I think she is about to rebel but she drops her skirt and rips down her panties urging me to continue.

Now glorious red stripes begin to appear on her silky smooth skin and she wriggles in painful pleasure with every contact.

At last she resumes her position as a very different secretary. The only problem I have is getting any work done as, just as Amber before her, she continues to make ridiculous errors in the hope of soliciting more punishment.